The Trial; Or, More Links of the Daisy ChainYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Trial; Or, More Links of the Daisy Chain
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century; Trials (Murder) -- Fiction
'Not to apologize! O, Leonard!'
'Stuff and nonsense! Only to show we don't bear malice. Henry had
been at you to call ever so long before this, had he not?'
'I can't see any reason for intimacy.'
'I declare, Ave, you are too bad! I only want you just to keep the
peace with your own brother. You have led him the life of a dog these
three days, and now when I want you to be a little obliging, you talk
of intimacy!'
'Only because I know how it will be. If I give that woman an inch, she
will take an ell.'
'Let her then. It would be much better than always living at
daggers-drawn with one's brother.' Then, after waiting for her to say
something, he added, 'If you won't go with me, I shall go alone.'
Averil rose, subdued but not convinced, reverencing her brother, but
afraid of his concessions.
However, the call turned out well. Mrs. Pugh had a talent for making
herself agreeable, and probably had liked the boy for his outburst. She
would not let Mab be excluded, loaded her with admiration, and was
extremely interested in the volunteer practice, so that both the young
people were subjugated for the time by her pleasant manners, and went
away ashamed of their own rancour against one so friendly and
good-natured, and considerably relieved of their burden of animosity.
Their greeting to their brother was so cordial that he perceived their
good-will, and was sorry that the dread of an evening of warfare had
induced him to accept an invitation to dine at the Swan with Sam
Axworthy and a party of his friends.
CHAPTER X
This night is my departing night,
For here nae longer must I stay;
There's neither friend nor foe of mine
But wishes me away.
What I have done through lack of wit,
I never, never can recall:
I hope ye're all my friends as yet.
Good night, and joy be with you all.
Armstrong's Good Night
The storm had blown over, but heavy flakes of cloud still cumbered the
air, and gusts of wind portended that it might gather again.
Henry Ward took this opportunity of giving his first dinner party. He
said it was a necessary return for the civilities they had received;
and to Averil's representation that it transgressed the system of rigid
economy that so much tormented her, he replied by referring her to Mrs.
Pugh for lessons in the combination of style and inexpensiveness.
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